Sing o the wild wood, the green holly. The silent river and barren tree. The humble creatures that no man sees. Sing O the wild wood. . A weary journey one winter's night.
Stand here on the bridge with me. And look down below. See how high the river is. From all the melting snow. . I think the river is laughing. Like a thousand old ladies.
When last I was a fisherman. I'd watch the storms rise up from the sea. And see it as a sign to me. That the sea was still my mistress and teasing me for love.
What is this lovely fragrance stealing?. Shepherds that fills the winter air. Never was sweetness so appealing. Never were flowers of spring so fair. What is this lovely fragrance stealing?.
What child is this who's laid to rest. On Mary's lap is sleeping?. Whom angels greet with anthems sweet. While shepherd's watch are keeping. . This, this is Christ the King.
Look at me, babe, look at me. Am I special or not?. I love you, do you love me?. Am I special or not?. . I'm combing your words for compliments. Am I special or not?.
It seems we stood and talked like this before. We looked at each other in the same way then. But I can't remember where or when. . The clothes you're wearing are the clothes you wore.
I was born off an old dirt road. 40 acre farm, no highway, no interstate. And I drive an old rusted out Chevrolet. The boys all rubberneck while they're out makin' hay.
Yes the ghost of Christmas yet to come. Has left his mark on everyone. Though the winter's looming dark and near. There's time to see while spring's still here.
Fact is often much stranger. Than fiction, no danger. It's easy to ignore it. Hide your head and. Don't look for it. . Ain't no way to run a universe.
Oh joy. Wont you draw me near. Oh peace. Wont you show yourself here. Oh love. Wont you show me what you're made of. Cos I've waited for faith hope and charity.
I've been to many places. I keep seeing the same old faces. Don't know how much is true. Cos I lose myself when I think of. You. You. I walked around the edge.
Could they be blamed?. When it's over. No one can take it away. . When it's over. No one can take it away. Could they be blamed?. . When it's over. No one will take that away.
So afraid. You hesitate I swim across. At waters edge. You stop and gather moss. . Look ahead. The churning sea can be your friend. With one foot in. The journey can begin.
Lord we come to worship You. Lord we come to honor You. Lord we come to know You more. Lord we come to worship You. . Because You are faithful. Because You are true.
I tried to call you but the line was busy. Were you talking to a friend?. And when I tried again much later. I didn't want to let it ring again. . So you can see I got a problem.
Would have sold my soul for you. Would have lived my whole life through for you. Oh, blood, sweat tears for you. But you're running away from me. . Oh rebel, I see you.
She took my cowboy boots and my fishin' gear,. My George Jones CD's and my case of beer.. She left a little note up on the table sayin' we were through..
She sits in the garden, Tending to her broken heart. The day winds by in hurricane, Left alone in the dark. He rests under the surface. He sits alone, Reliving all his golden years, Before theyd turned to stone.